Transplanted Cells

"I've decided. Help me transplant Hashirama's Cells immediately." Uchiha Madara spoke solemnly within the Uchiha clan compound in the valley.

Uchiha Madara had regained his emotional composure, his expression utterly serious.

Shin thought for a moment before saying, "Hashirama's Cells are far too dangerous. Judging by the current experimental results, they're no different from poison. Not a single test subject has survived."

"I'll be the first." Uchiha Madara remained adamant, unmoved by anything.

"As stubborn as ever." Shin shook his head, then said, "In that case, come with me to Akatsuki's base."

Somewhere in the Land of Fire, within an underground base as bright as day, all manner of machinery ran without pause while medical ninja in white robes worked busily with tense expressions.

This was the core of Akatsuki's medical team. Shin stood at the front, watching them work, while Elder Shui accompanied him carefully at his side.

Uchiha Madara lay naked in the very center of the hall, covered by a thin white medical sheet.

Various monitoring cables were connected to his body, constantly displaying his condition on the screens of different machines.

"Leader, it would be better to think this through. To date, there has never been a surviving test subject. With Lord Madara's current strength and age, he could easily wait another two years." Seeing that the preparations were nearly complete, Elder Shui tried earnestly to dissuade the two men.

Shin gave him a faint glance and calmly said, "You can tell Madara that yourself. If you can talk him out of it, I'll even thank you."

Elder Shui immediately wilted. With a sigh, he said, "All right, but Leader, No. 2 Serum still hasn't completely stabilized. You know the risks of using it. We need to be prepared for failure."

Shin shook his head. "Don't